Chapter 84: One Dies, One Escapes

Page 1

A ripping sound!

A cry!

When the golden-glimmering Sword of Fortune pierced directly into Lina Li’s right eye, she howled in agony, her body retreating wildly.

“Wretch, are you still not dead?”

Chen Chuyi roared, raising the black rod in his hand and smashing it furiously at Lina Li. At this moment, Lina Li’s entire body trembled violently. The black rod—its material unknown—struck her, and in an instant, Lina Li’s body was sent flying with a loud crash. Her screams echoed endlessly, unsettling all who heard them. Fortunately, Zhou Ming and his companions had already been led away from the Zhou household by Xiyue, and for now, the outside was safe. Ironically, it was the courtyard that was most dangerous.

Xiyue stood behind the tightly shut gate, surrounded by bands of moonlight, gazing upon the struggling, desperate Lina Li. Lina Li’s vitality was gravely depleted; the Sword of Fortune embedded in her eye emitted wisps of black smoke, almost instantly tainting the blade.

“Hmph!”

Chen Chuyi snorted coldly, swinging the rod at Lina Li, who stumbled backward, clutching her wounded eye.

Another blow—a sharp crack. Lina Li’s body convulsed as if struck by lightning, bouncing away.

I watched Chen Chuyi wielding that black rod, curiosity gripping me. What was it made of, to have such power?

Lina Li lay prone, the Sword of Fortune in her eye now completely blackened. With a furious scream, she tore it out, slamming it to the ground.

“Die—you must all die…”

Her voice was chilling, sinister, like bones grinding against each other.

With a crash, the Sword of Fortune shattered, scattering copper coins across the ground. Chen Chuyi seized the moment, leaping forward to strike at Lina Li’s skull.

Lina Li suddenly looked up.

Heavens—at that moment, Lina Li was horrifying to the extreme. One glance sent a surge of terror through me. Half her face had rotted away, black blood streaming down like melting wax.

Just as Chen Chuyi’s rod was about to descend, Lina Li’s body burst upward, rushing straight toward me.

Page 2

Damn, could it be that this woman, seeing I’m the easiest to handle, is charging over to suck my blood?

If she were beautiful, I might let it slide, but in this state, she utterly disgusted me.

I lashed out with a palm strike. Nie Xiaoke sensed the force in my hand and shuddered, and instantly, golden sword auras crisscrossed the air, weaving a net that wrapped toward Lina Li.

“Xiaodong, stop her! This wretch wants to suck Old Master Zhou’s blood!”

What?

I stood there, dumbfounded—could a zombie’s blood be sucked?

In my astonished gaze, Lina Li’s nearly “devastatingly beautiful” face pressed against Old Master Zhou’s, and I distinctly heard the sound of blood flowing. The courtyard, once quiet with the whisper of the night breeze, was suddenly swept by wild winds. Moonlight poured down, bathing both zombies.

The immobilizing talisman on Old Master Zhou’s forehead shattered instantly. Lina Li’s face began to recover, and her skeletal hand regained flesh.

Old Master Zhou suddenly spread his arms, howling at the sky. Countless vengeful spirits surged from his body and vanished into the air.

“Xiaodong, why are you standing there? Do something!”

Chen Chuyi swung the black rod, smashing it at Lina Li’s head. I didn’t remain idle—my pain had eased considerably. Grabbing the Sword of All Beings, I slashed at Old Master Zhou. The spirits fleeing his body darted into my sword.

Xiyue stood at the doorway and murmured, “I never imagined a person’s resentment could be so immense. No wonder there are so many fierce ghosts in the world.”

As Chen Chuyi’s rod struck, Lina Li’s mouth was filled with thick corpse blood, and her face, illuminated by the moon, regained a pristine shine.

“Corpse King?”

Lina Li turned, snatching the black rod from Chen Chuyi. Black corpse energy billowed forth, but she was unfazed, opening her mouth to bite at Chen Chuyi.

Meanwhile, Old Master Zhou tangled with me, but his strength had diminished greatly, nothing like before. His massive spiritual pressure was gone; he was now like an ordinary zombie. My sword struck him, and he dodged rapidly, retreating.

A tearing sound!

A buzzing hum!

Page 3

A dull thud—Chen Chuyi released the black rod and drew a peachwood sword, bracing it against his shoulder. Lina Li bit down, but her teeth sank into the peachwood blade. She shrieked in pain, staggering back several steps.

The black rod was crushed in Lina Li’s grasp.

“Scatter, explode!”

As Lina Li crushed the rod, Chen Chuyi bit his fingertip, tracing a rune in the air. At once, countless copper coins burst from the shattered rod, each transforming into a beam of golden light that shot into Lina Li’s body. I saw black corpse energy surge within her.

Lina Li screamed again and again, but her body lunged straight at Chen Chuyi. He frantically wielded the peachwood sword, stabbing at her body. Lina Li was like a vengeful ghost intent on dragging him to hell—reckless, ignoring the wounds inflicted by the blade.

Chen Chuyi cursed loudly, kicking Lina Li as she came within arm’s reach.

At that moment, Xiyue struck Lina Li’s back with her palm. Lina Li flew several meters, crashing heavily into the courtyard wall!

“You’ll pay for this!”

Lina Li stood, corpse energy swirling around her, making her appear even more sinister beneath the moonlight.

With a thunderous crash, Lina Li smashed through the gate and vanished into the night.

“Damn!”

Chen Chuyi cursed, snatching the peachwood sword from the ground and rushing to my side. He grabbed Old Master Zhou by the neck, flipped him over, and before Zhou could cry out, stabbed the peachwood sword deep and true into his heart.

(Support appreciated—striving for two updates daily, morning and evening. Thank you, friends…)